Oedipus. When he is swift who steals against my reign With plots, then swift am I to plot again. Wait patient, and his work shall have prevailed Before I move, and mine for ever failed. Creon. Creon. How then? To banish me is thy intent? Oedipus. Oedipus. Death is the doom I choose, not banishment. Creon. Creon. Wilt never soften, never trust thy friend? Oedipus. Oedipus. First I would see how traitors meet their end. Creon. Creon. I see thou wilt not think.
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